London and I were cleaning out my closet the other night and she discovered the jewelry boxes that belonged to my grandmother. We began investigating their contents and trying on various trinkets together. Scott walked in on us and laughed and I smiled and said that I was so glad I had girls that I can do this sort of thing with. London got her hands on a blue beaded bracelet and has been wearing it everywhere for the last two days. When I tried on my cowboy hat that was in a remote crevice of the closet, covered in dust and dog fur, she asked what it was. I told her it was a cowboy hat that I'd been looking for months ago and she then replied "it's for riding cows!"
Zoe said Dada today for the first time when Scott was holding her on the bed and it was the coolest thing. He seemed surprised and I commented that I had definitely heard it too. Mama was her first word and I know he's been waiting to hear Dada come out. So sweet.
Did I mention my latest multi-tasking adventures? Oh man...the list is long. I was cruising through the parking lot at Costco when I decided to go there last minute to get supplies. I had Zoe in the Ergo carrier and London in the cart and I was pushing it with one hand and feeding Zoe a bottle with the other hand. It must have been a sight. The best part is that I felt so accomplished because I was doing this calmly with a sense of confidence. It was the equivalent of running a 5k marathon or finishing a giant project at work. It represented the pinnacle of coping with motherhood with some experience under my belt. The girls did well the whole time and I made it home without any anxiety attacks-wahoo!!!
Ok, last one to share in this installment. Tonight we went to Scott's friend's house for dinner and I was praying that we'd get through it in one piece. London had orange juice before we left which resulted in a sugar high and some wild behavior in transit. Zoe was talking up a storm in her carseat. I was still trying to cool off with my air vents on high in the front because it was like pulling teeth to get both girls dressed and out of the house in time. My temperature returned to normal and then I heard the all too familiar grunting from Zoe. Oh man, not now! Sure enough, I had to change a poopy diaper in the back of my car on the tailgate while we were parked in front of these people's house. Lovely! We managed this hurdle and then went inside and had a wonderful dinner and enjoyed some really good company. I love happy endings.
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